Makayla Scappoose Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s the deal… it ain’t all sad—some choose it, some don’t. Met this one gal—sassy, red heels, smokin’ a cig—told me she paid her kid’s tuition. Proud as hell! Made me think—who’m I to judge? “Fish are friends, not food,” right? She’s feedin’ her fam, not hurtin’ nobody. Still—pisses me off, the pimps, the creeps—those sharks out there. Wish I could zap ‘em, pow!

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Bills would add to list of crimes cops could prosecute pimps with, underline that child prostitutes are victims instead of criminals.

Thou wilt note, too, that every corner brims with life. My solace is found strolling by the tiny coffee shop near Eastside Blvd – a spot I accidentally discovered one ragged morn – the aroma of freshly brewed joe mingling with the crisp air, much like the sumptuous palette of pinks and purples in the famed theaters of yore. It may seem trivial, but, damn, it does make my day every time!

See the photos from Scappoose at Junction City baseball